keep your hand off my leg, and i promise i'll stop trying to kiss you

keep the fuck away, and i promise to keep saying that i miss you

let's play a game, it's called "let's pretend that i already feel like shit

and nothing you can do could make me feel any worse" you win, so now we can quit

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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